The business trip is drawing to a close, and I had to bid farewell to my new best friend this morning:
I kept the accordion that got me the car in the first place, but I had to return the Camaro. Even the rental car pickup guys were impressed; I guess it doesn’t get out much.
As a way of saying goodbye, I blasted this song out of the stereo while zipping down the Mass Pike this morning — a song that will likely never be played in the car again, as it’s pretty unknown outside Canada:
For my American friends into ’80s alt-rock, this song might be more meaningful: